the ad hominem nepotism nexus

September 24, 2009 at 6:42 pm | Posted in antihaiku, contemporary poetry, poetry, writing | 12 Comments
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There, certain confluences of forces
of which we must beware she says, son.
The blackest holiest of places, she hissed
some sound sheeva or some such never mind
sometimes she speaks the language of her ancestors
but i asked the drunken cartographer and he said
its the ad hominem nepotism nexus.

it’s not in the sky, it appears in the sea
and monsters arise dripping poison
appearing from silence those who dislike us
not because of what we want
because of what we are,
because of something we cannot control
the colour of our skin or the name of our god,
you see one, she says,
look up

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